Tuesday, September 09, 2008
“You know somebody, and they cry for you. They stay awake at night and dream of you. I bet you never even know they do, but somebody's crying for you.”
“I'll start crying [thinking about the end]. That's a tough one. If you go back to the beginning, I think everybody has a special place for Ross and Rachel.”
“When you were born, you cried and everybody else was happy. The only question that matters is this: When you die, will YOU be happy when everybody else is crying?”
“Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that's usually how you end up crying?”
“Crying is right at hand in the smothering dark, closed inside someone else, when you see how everything you can ever accomplish will end up as trash.”
“There have been times when I have deliberately tried to take my life... I think I must have been crying for some attention.”
“The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.”
“Man alone is born crying, lives complaining, and dies disappointed.”
“There is a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone”
“I'll start crying [thinking about the end]. That's a tough one. If you go back to the beginning, I think everybody has a special place for Ross and Rachel.”
“When you were born, you cried and everybody else was happy. The only question that matters is this: When you die, will YOU be happy when everybody else is crying?”
“Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that's usually how you end up crying?”
“Crying is right at hand in the smothering dark, closed inside someone else, when you see how everything you can ever accomplish will end up as trash.”
“There have been times when I have deliberately tried to take my life... I think I must have been crying for some attention.”
“The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.”
“Man alone is born crying, lives complaining, and dies disappointed.”
“There is a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone”
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